so many things, so little time...
I always have about three times as many plans and opportunities as time or energy to fit them in. Shall I write the book, make the TV programme, or record the album? None of them will make me rich. All of them would be fun and worthwhile. Half of me wants to work harder, harder, harder, and have something to show for it before I shuffle off the mortal coil... Half of me wants to say no to everything and just crack open a beer and put my feet up at the end of the day.
What to do?
grab a beer.
Posted by: ash | 16/08/2005 at 16:56
grab a beer. trust the beer. The beer will provide for all your needs.
Posted by: ash | 16/08/2005 at 16:57
why not do both if you can and leave the beer till after you've done the rest? But methinks nobody dies wishing they'd worked harder.
Posted by: rhys | 16/08/2005 at 17:07
...do the lot... so that we can put our feet up, crack open a beer and watch the TV/read your book/listen to the album.
A great service to the discerning amongst humanity I'd say! ;o)
Posted by: Richard | 16/08/2005 at 17:51
Album ... followed by celebratory beers.
Well, what did you expect me to say?!
Posted by: Serena | 16/08/2005 at 18:24
Personally, I'd go sailing ..
oops not an option
Posted by: Caroline | 16/08/2005 at 18:46
This posting comes right on time for me.
The desire to be immortalised by mass media success is reallly overpowering sometimes. Sometimes I can only see my significance as a human in those terms.
What do I really leave behind? Will I be remembered? For what? Will my only legacy be what the kids thought of their Dad who was too busy working to spend time with them?
Help!
Posted by: Maggi Drawn Boy | 16/08/2005 at 18:47
Sorry about the multiple posting.
Looks like the only thing I'll be remembered for is being the eejit who couldn't use a blog properly.
Posted by: Maggi Drawn Boy | 16/08/2005 at 19:04
mmm can we enjoy your beer as well as your writing and your music. I don't watch tv so cross that off your list.
what? this isn't about me! oops. Maggi what do you really want to do? chances are that God put that desire in your heart, so run with that.
we can keep the beer cooled for you :)
heaps of blessings :)
Posted by: Lorna | 16/08/2005 at 19:19
The best way to be remembered is to die interestingly, in a way that might even seem funny after a generation, like "Your great-grandmother was struck by lightning when she was 90 while riding an elephant at a Tinker's Fair. Miraculously, the elephant was uninjured."
Posted by: bob | 16/08/2005 at 20:55
Maybe after sailing, I'd visit Hopeful Amphibian's blog again...
Posted by: Caroline | 16/08/2005 at 22:58
... (in spooky whispering voice) ... do the album ... do the album
:)
Posted by: steve | 17/08/2005 at 05:40
I once went to see Karl Marx's grave in North London, and I did think that that would be the way to be remembered - a bloody huge headstone.
Anyone who's seen it will know what I mean.
Posted by: Maggi Drawn Boy | 17/08/2005 at 07:29
Having spent the past week singing bits of you to myself while lamenting the fact that the CDs I'd intended to take were among the things that got stuck in the car, I'd have to agree with my belligerent friend steve :-)
Then a book.
TV ?...well, it would give B no end of kudos in the playground, but otherwise...
aren't you due here for a beer fairly soon anyway?! xx
Posted by: Kathryn | 17/08/2005 at 16:28
get your local to chill the white beer down for me, K. I'm counting the days x
Posted by: maggi | 18/08/2005 at 13:10